Umbra's

Princess Amore was speechless. Any words she tried to form dried up in her throat and could not be even choked out. Her eyes were fixed on the dark beauty before her, even as she willed herself to look away her body did not seem willing to listen. Like a deer in headlights, she could only stare at the woman before her.

“What’s wrong Princess? Do you see something you like? Do I perhaps sense some kind of sexual awakening within you?” Umbra asked, one hand moving to her ebony snatch. She rubbed it in soft circles, each cycle almost like a hypnotic watch, drawing the Princess into a soft glance.

“Sombra…h-how?” She muttered, her voice so quiet that had time not been stopped then she would not have been heard over the wind.

“Oh I go by Umbra now, a more fitting name considering the change in circumstances. As for how... well that is a secret that only my Mistress knows but I can tell you why I did it though,” Umbra purred bringing herself to her feet.

“W-why?” She asked weakly, every nerve in her body seemed to become as stiff as an iron girder. Fear seemed to glue her joints shut, and another emotion was creeping into her heart. A different emotion was creeping into the Princess’s heart, one that the straight Princess didn't understand.

"Why?" Umbra asked chuckling darkly. A dark voice that seemed to roll across Amore's skin caused the hairs on her fur to stand on their end. "Why indeed... Well, I suppose it was because it was what would please my Master and my Mistress the most.”

“Master and Mistress?”

"Oh you'll meet them soon enough," Umbra said rising to her feet gracefully. After taking a few small steps the Princess could feel her warm, intoxicating breath against her fur. She tried to pull back from the dark queen but she couldn’t find the strength to pull away from the vixen. “But they’re not the umbrum if that’s what you’re wondering. No, but my allies have made me far more powerful as a Queen than as any woman. With only one condition.”

“Condition?” Princess Amore gasped, a pink blush spreading across her cheeks. Another deep throaty chuckle came from Umbra’s lips.

“I need only put out when they request it, and offer my cunt as their sex **** whenever they want and in exchange they give me power beyond anything you could imagine, not to imagine a beautiful, sexy body to go along with it,” she said, rolling her hands down her hips and sticking out her big beautiful black ass before smirking. "Something that you seem to have noticed."

“Wha-what are you talking about?"

"Lying to me is futile my dear little Amore," Umbra purred with a wicked grin before pointing to her. “I can see the arousal flowing through you. Sneaking into your veins like a snake."

"You...you...you're deranged," Amore spat back, but that only made Umbra grin ever wider.

"Oh really dear, then you don't like looking at my marvellous body? You don't find think this silky marvellous mane spikes a little bit of envy in you?" Umbra asked, running her fingers through her hair to accentuate her point. Amore couldn't disagree with her statement, her black silky mane was indeed beautiful.

"And do you not desire to stuff your face into my gigantic tits?" She asked, swaying said tits hypnotically in her direction. Side to side...side to side... side to side. Images flashed through Amore's eyes against her will of herself stuffing her face into those tits, eagerly coating every inch of those dark breasts in her saliva.

"Oh you enjoyed that thought, didn't you? You're drooling now," Umbra said with a wicked grin of delight, with her thumb, she reached out and wiped a drop of drool that had escaped her lips. Amore stumbled back, her hands covering her mouth where the offending drool slipped out, her eyes widened like saucers in the face of such a revelation.

"And that's not all you love, is it? I bet you're weak at the knees knowing you can't resist my beauty. You're obsessed with my perfect ass, aren't you? It's so firm, it's so powerful. Deep down you must hate being such a prude."

"I'm not a prude,” she snapped, the words escaping her lips before she could stop them. As soon as she said them thought she had to ask why that was the thought that bothered her so much.

“No, I suppose you aren’t a prude. After all, a prude wouldn’t be openly masturbating before their enemy.”

“I’m not-“ Amore spat but then she realised that her fingers had made their way into her pussy without her even thinking about it. The thought caused her body to shiver, both from fear and a new feeling of arousal. As her body began to betray her she tried to yank her fingers from her pussy but Umbra seized her wrist and prevented her from doing so. Her grip, too strong to break, instead pushed her hand back into her cunt.

"There's no point resisting Princess, when faced with such pure sensual beauty such as myself there's no keeping your inner slut hidden," Umbra whispered, her throaty voice making Amore melt like butter. As her fingers traced along Amore's skin, with even the briefest touch eliciting soft moans from Amore's lips. "Admit it you can't resist me. Can you?"

Before Amore could voice any squeak of protest Umbra's dark lips locked with hers. She could feel her body collapse under the pleasure. The only thing stopping her from falling onto the ground was Umbra's hand which had reached under her skirt and taken handfuls of her ass. Amore knew she should be fighting back but she could only find herself pushing her ass into Umbra’s hands and releasing muffled mewls into Umbra’s throat.

Umbra pulled away, a dark grin of triumph plastered as her greenish-black eyes looked down on the submissive woman. "It's pathetic isn't it, your ass. A flat pancake ass compared to my glorious behind. You must be so jealous hmm? So ashamed of how pathetic your body is. Am I wrong?"

Amore should be protesting, but again her body betrayed her. She could feel herself shaking, as the blood pumping through her veins went a mile a minute. Her mind was a haze, everything around her, the frozen snowflakes, the Crystal Empire, Sombra, all of it was just a blur. Only the image of the irresistible Queen Umbra before her.

Her whole body shook, and words were unable to form in her mouth she could only shake her head. Cruel, delighted laughter erupted from the dark queen's lungs. With an animalistic lust, she tore the expensive gown of the Princess into pieces with complete disregard for Amore's own well-being. She was rough and cruel but Amore couldn't bring herself to resist, fight or even protest. She could only stand by idly and allow herself to be abused, an act she secretly welcomed excitedly.

Now being completely disrobed Amore felt Umbra's hands playing with her own breasts. Mauling and pressing against them and spreading sheer electric pleasure throughout her body. Amore cared nothing for her pride or shame as she now screamed wildly. She could feel her orgasm be denied no longer.

"I'M CUMMING!"

"No you're not because I forbid you to cum," Umbra snarled sharply. Before she could say anything or think anything her body responded to the beautiful Queen's words. It wasn't that she couldn't cum, but her body was actively fighting against her **** wish to release.

"Wha-why?" She begged before falling to her floor, tearful eyes begging her beautiful Queen for release. "Please my Queen let me cum."

Umbra was now grinning like a mad dog. "No, I don't think I will. You lied to me for years and manipulated me behind my back. I'm not going to let you cum until I have my ****."

Amore's heart broke, she wanted to defend herself but she knew it was futile. She had almost forgotten that Umbra was actually Sombra, but now she knew she had no desire to hear her justifications. If she was to cum there was only one way.

"What do you want?"

"Hmm... now that's the million-bit question, isn't it. What do I want?" Umbra asked, pressing two fingers against Amore's skin, as she thought. Each touch caused Amore to gasp softly. "I know of a spell that will make it so you don't have to eat, sleep, drink... just exist and it will make you immortal. And you see my past self there is destined to shatter you into a million pieces but who to say he didn't simply smash a statue of you? Right, Flurry Heart?"

The whole time that Umbra had been toying with Amore Flurry Heart had been doing exactly that, using magic to create an identical replica of Princess Amore for Sombra to petrify. "I'm working on it."

Umbra turned back to Amore, "and I could quite easily make a room in the castle that my past self doesn't know about."

"You just want to imprison me?"

"Yes for just over a thousand years... but that's not all. You see my past self is going to take the Crystal Heart now back to his castle, whilst it won't affect the Crystal Empire until it's returned, it will affect you in the room."

"Affect me? How?" Amore whispered, the Crystal Heart was magical yet, but not like that. Was it?

"Well, you're going to change it, just like Cadence will later. You will use your connection to the heart so that you will be affected in a very unique way, only you though," Umbra explained, her voice dripping with sadistic delight.

"How?"

"How indeed...well, I was thinking..."

A/N: Please feel free to provide suggestions as to what effect the Crystal Heart will be made to have on Amore. And what effect a thousand years of this will have on her.

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